Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 352 - 210 Tentacles

Chapter 352: 210 Tentacles

Fang Zhixing was momentarily stunned, unable for a moment to distinguish between reality and illusion.

But as the daylight grew brighter, Fang Zhixing saw the big tree, the rope that had fallen to the ground.

In an instant, the sense of reality firmly grasped him!

Fang Zhixing vigorously shook his head, allowing himself to become a little more alert.

Then he searched for Lingquan Town again.

But no matter how wide he opened his eyes, he found no trace of it.

Lingquan Town seemed as if it had never existed.

But!

[8. Collect 12 Heavenly Flowers, and 36 Blood Transformation Grass (completed)]

[9. Spend a night in a Fourth Level Restricted Area (completed)]

[Conditions for reaching Full Level of Heavenly Net Blood Transformation Skill, First Layer, have been met. Would you like to upgrade?]

Fang Zhixing stared at the System Panel.

Without the system, he would have been completely unable to determine whether what happened last night was real or a fabrication.

"It wasn’t an illusion, it was all real!"

Fang Zhixing looked up, genuinely puzzled, feeling a bit confused.

Luo Qianqian, he, and Old Master Wang...

Could it be that anyone who spends a night within the Restricted Area will have a similar experience?

If so, it seems there isn’t really any danger.

Moreover, Fang Zhixing had gained some unexpected rewards.

But why does everyone feel that spending a night in the Restricted Area is extremely dangerous, a matter of life and death?

The daylight gradually brightened.

One hunting team after another entered the Restricted Area, some yawning, others bursting with enthusiasm.

Fang Zhixing came to his senses, stopped pondering, and immediately returned to the inn.

He instructed the inn’s servant to prepare bathwater.

In less than half an hour, the servant had arranged the bathtub.

Fang Zhixing closed the doors and windows, took off his clothes, and lay down in the bathtub.

His body quickly relaxed.

His mood also calmed down truly.

"Come on!"

Fang Zhixing focused his mind, then concentrated his thoughts, and flashed an idea.

"Upgrade!"

Suddenly, vast memories and insights of cultivating the Heavenly Net Blood Transformation Skill, like a flood breaking through a dam, surged uncontrollably into Fang Zhixing’s mind.

Fang Zhixing immediately felt a throbbing headache as countless brain cells became intensely active, quickly absorbing those memories and insights.

Gradually, he entered an indescribable dream state.

In the dream, Fang Zhixing saw the startlingly beautiful Yan Hongtao, graceful and enchanting.

The breathtaking Yan Hongtao spread her alluring body, and a Blood Mist Totem appeared on her abdomen, unfathomably mysterious and inscrutable.

The Blood Mist Totem kept expanding, gradually filling Fang Zhixing’s entire field of vision.

In a trance, he found himself in a dense blood mist.

The blood mist tumbled incessantly, swirling around him like seawater.

"Buzz~"

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing heard a great noise coming from an incredibly distant place, ethereal and mysterious, indescribable.

"Rustle rustle rustle~"

Gradually, that sound grew closer.

It was like the noise of countless silkworms eating mulberry leaves or some other indescribable harsh whisper.

Just hearing that sound made Fang Zhixing feel unbearably depressed, his body growing heavier as if a mountain were pressing on his shoulders.

Suddenly!

In the distance, from a very very far place!

As if millions of light-years away!

An enormous entity loomed into view.

It was immense!

Fang Zhixing looked up, still unable to see its entirety.

The surrounding blood mist grew denser, and the pressure upon him increased.

Fang Zhixing widened his eyes, stiffened his body, standing tall, and took a glance at that enormous entity.

He saw the blood mist churn violently, revealing a blood-colored tentacle within the mist.

The tentacle slowly rose!

Fang Zhixing held his head high, in front of that tentacle, he was like an invisible speck of dust, minuscule on a microscopic scale.

The tentacle gradually pressed down.

Fang Zhixing immediately felt an increased pressure on his body, his knees buckling slightly under it.

He took a deep breath, held firm, and carefully looked at the tentacle, observing every detail on it.

His instinct told him, this was crucial!

The clearer he saw it, the better it was for him!

The tentacle pressed down further!

Fang Zhixing felt his body about to fall apart, he took a deep breath, and suddenly used a Burst Skill.

"Blood Net!"

In an instant, his stature swelled massively, growing to three meters, like a small giant.

Fang Zhixing looked up, the tentacle was almost touching his head.

He saw even more details.

Then the tentacle smashed down violently.

Fang Zhixing completely broke apart, like a piece of tofu, utterly flattened and crushed without mercy!

"Ah~"

Fang Zhixing yelled out loud, suddenly waking up.

He was still in the bathtub, and the bathwater was still warm.

Fang Zhixing quickly inspected his body, fortunately, there were no signs of injury, nor any feeling of discomfort.

On the contrary, he felt full of strength, surging ceaselessly.

Only deep inside, a trace of indescribable fear lingered, as if he had had a nightmare.

Fang Zhixing stood up and carefully sensed the changes in his body.

From the outside, his body hadn’t grown taller or more muscular; there were almost no changes at all.

However, when he clenched his fist, a force far exceeding 150,000 catties suddenly converged onto his fist.

[Demon Transformation First Stage ・ Perfection]

[Burst Skill: Blood Refining Net (Lv4)]

[Burst Skill: Blood Transformation Poison Fog (Lv4)]

"Oh, there are only two burst skills, both are fourth level."

Fang Zhixing raised an eyebrow, he had originally thought that upon advancing to the early stage of Perfection in the Nine Ox Realm, he would awaken many burst skills.

It seems, the stronger realms often focus on quality rather than quantity.

[Blood Refining Net: Release a point from your body, and condense a tentacle.]

[Blood Transformation Poison Fog: Consuming your own Qi-Blood, you can release a blood-colored poison fog, covering a certain range, weakening the Qi-Blood of any living beings within it, doubly effective against the injured.]

The thought stirred in Fang Zhixing, brimming with eagerness, he immediately wanted to try it out.

He raised his right hand, focusing all his attention, his mind sparked.

"Release!"

In an instant, gushing sounds...

The sound of wild Qi-Blood spraying out echoed within Fang Zhixing’s body, every blood vessel swelling prominently.

But that wasn’t all!

The skin on his right hand suddenly split open, whooshing loudly, great amounts of blood gushed out crazily.

However, miraculously, the blood did not drop towards the bathtub but soared upwards instead.

The blood did not scatter but intertwined into a thick tentacle over five meters long, entirely blood-red in color.

Fang Zhixing’s body also swelled rapidly, growing to a height of three and a half meters, extremely imposing.

At that moment, he was like a small giant, and his right hand had completely transformed into a blood-colored tentacle.

Miraculously, the blood-colored tentacle merged seamlessly with him, just like his own right hand, without any abnormality or discomfort, and was freely controllable.

Fang Zhixing didn’t move his arm, but the blood-colored tentacle could flexibly dance around, just like swinging the five fingers normally, without any difference.

"Blood Refining Net, I can release any part of my body, that means..."

Fang Zhixing quickly had an idea, the blood-colored tentacle suddenly retracted and disappeared.

His right hand reappeared, good as new.

Then, a wriggling sensation under his ribs, his skin split open and a massive amount of blood and flesh surged out rapidly, condensing into a brand-new blood-colored tentacle.

Such a scene, it was as though Fang Zhixing had grown a third arm.

Fang Zhixing couldn’t wait any longer, he shrunk his body, stepped out of the bathtub, and put on his clothes.

He quickly left the inn, walked out of the encampment, and ran towards the depths of the distant forest.

Before long, he arrived at a wasteland, checked it over, and saw hardly any human traces around.

"Come on, time to test this out."

Fang Zhixing’s excitement surged, first extending the blood-colored tentacle as long as possible.

As a result, the blood-colored tentacle could stretch over ten meters, but doing so, it became thin and slow, and much weaker.

Fang Zhixing began to shorten the blood-colored tentacle, shortening it by one meter each time, then smashing it against the ground.

Bang!

With each impact, the ground cracked open further and further.

Before long, Fang Zhixing found the knack, determining that within a five-meter range, the blood-colored tentacle was quickest and most ferocious, offering the strongest attack output and the highest defense.

The blood-colored tentacle was extremely magical, possessing human touch, able to sense pressure, humidity, temperature, etc., and naturally, it could also feel pain.

"My transformation, is this blood-colored tentacle!"

Fang Zhixing smiled contentedly, comparing Xin Zhanhong and that purple-robed woman.

His blood-colored tentacle, strictly speaking, wasn’t very peculiar.

Strictly speaking, the blood-colored tentacle was of the strength type, still within the Giant Bear Series.

Of course, he had another trump card, which was the burst skill "Blood Net".

Fang Zhixing maintained the Demon Transformation First Stage, then deployed Blood Net again.

Both fourth level burst skills were stacked onto his body.

In an instant, his stature dramatically soared to four meters, becoming even more massive and imposing, the sense of oppression beyond imagination.

The blood-colored tentacle naturally extended to about six meters or so.

"Good!"

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but feel greatly exhilarated in this state; his strength should surpass the vast majority at the early stage of Nine Ox Realm.

But that wasn’t all!

Following that, Fang Zhixing deployed the third fourth-level burst skill "Blood Transformation Poison Fog".

Gushing sounds...

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing felt his blood crazily rushing throughout his body, flowing out from his pores and immediately turning into a blood-colored fog, spreading into the surrounding air.

The blood-colored fog became more and more abundant, continuously spreading, gradually covering an area of over ten meters.

Fang Zhixing looked down; the flowers and grass under his feet were fine, but the ants on the ground had all flipped over, dead.

A little sparrow flying above suddenly plummeted down, dying instantly.

"Such a powerful poison fog!"

Fang Zhixing was startled, then overjoyed.

With this poison fog, he could continuously weaken the enemy’s Qi-Blood, making the enemy weaker as the fight went on.

Of course, deploying "Blood Transformation Poison Fog" required consuming his own blood, which was no small burden for Fang Zhixing.

"My Qi-Blood is robust, superior to many peers at the same level, ’Blood Transformation Poison Fog’ could indeed be used at critical moments to trick people."

"For instance, I could first wound the enemy, even if it’s just a minor injury, then release the poison fog; it would definitely be enough for them to handle."

Fang Zhixing quickly planned in his mind.

With three fourth-level burst skills, he definitely had an advantage among his peers.

The only uncertainty was whether there was a gap between him and those elite Nine Ox Realm early stage of the clan gates.

Shortly afterward, Fang Zhixing returned to the inn, quickly packed his belongings, checked out, and left.

"Xigou!"

Fang Zhixing came to a valley near the encampment, the terrain complex, shrouded in mist, rarely visited by anyone.

Hearing the call, Xigou quickly scampered out...